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Heartfelt Energy 3

Uncle Spiro saw Demitrius walking towards the boat with a fine looking young woman. She looked familiar but he could not place her in his memories. It's about time he walked around with a pretty woman. Uncle Spiro wondered if Demitrius ever dated women. Now he need not wonder. He quickly went to the bathroom where he washed his face and hands then quickly brushed back his hair.

After introductions Uncle Spiro kept looking at Larysa and she at him. Finally she said: “Uncle Spy do you know a good drunken sailor song?”

What shall we do with a drunken sailor?

Early in the morning?

Way-hay, up she rises

Early in the morning

Put him in the long boat 'til he's sober

Pull out the bung and wet him all over

Put him in the scuppers with the deck pump on him

Heave him by the leg in a runnin' bowlin'

Tie him to the taffrail when she's yard-arm under.

Larysa and Uncle Spiro hugged and jumped up in unison.

“Uncle Spy!”

“Aunty Mame!”

“Uncle Spy!”

“Aunty Mame!”

“How did you know it was me? Where have you been the last seven years? Why didn't you write? Call? Your Uncle Nick was heartbroken when he went to find you. That horrible Geraldine gave the letters you sent back. They had all been opened then glued back. He showed them to me. I told him they were tampered with because if you had read them why would you bother to glue them back together. He had them when he moved and asked if you ever came back to give you the box of letters.”

“Uncle Spy do you have those letters now?” asked Larysa.

“Yes, they are at home safely tucked away.” said Uncle Spiro with a huge smile and another hug.

“Uncle Spy? Aunty Mame? What are you two talking about?” asked Demitrius.

“Dear nephew this is my dear friend Nick's niece that used to come here every summer. Remember the girl that stayed for three months at a time while her parents traveled?

Uncle Spiro hopped up quite spryly onto the edge of the boat saying I will be Patrick if you will be Mame and Agnes.

Mame Dennis: Oh, Agnes, where is your spine? Here you've been taking my dictation for weeks and you don't get the message of my book. Live, that's the message!

Agnes Gooch : Live?

Mame Dennis : Yes! Life is a banquet and most poor suckers are starving to death!

Patrick Dennis : Is the English lady sick, Auntie Mame?

Mame Dennis : She's not English, darling... she's from Pittsburgh.

Patrick Dennis : She sounded English.

Mame Dennis : Well, when you're from Pittsburgh, you have to do something.

“Nephew she and her friends used to put on plays down at the theater. All the town drunks would come and listen when their wives were out shopping. When the wives went past on their way home the drunks would get up, give a generous tip. They then go off with their buddies to get drunk.

I don't know what the other kids did with their tip monies. Larysa bought paper, pens and occasionally empty note books. Uncle Nick has her notebooks.”

“Is her Uncle Nick here on the boat right now?” asked Demitrius.

No he is over on the island of Leros. He lives in a whitewashed home on a hillside. He went over with a woman to fix her timeworn windmill.

On the property are her late husbands olive groves. She invited him to stay in a small home and tend to the olive groves.

I think he went over three years ago. He said there were many seafood cafes tucked into rocky coves. He drives her truck into the nearest town on Saturdays. She shops and he wanders around looking for books. Said when you are found he will have more books for his little Sea Gull.”

“We have to see him. Can we call him? Wait today is Saturday. Tomorrow. Do you think tomorrow we could go see him? Leros will be a long way won't it? Oh, sorry I am so excited to see Uncle Nick!”

“Calm down my little Mame. We will get you reunited with Nick. First, tonight I must call Mrs. Castellanos.

Are you staying at the hostile? Perhaps you could stay with me. I am in the windmill with the red door up on the hill. Actually your Uncle's house. It was ratty but now now. When he left he told me to stay there and take care of the place.”

“Now I know why I felt familiar up there on the hill. You sure fixed up the place.” said Larysa.”

How about you Demitrius?

There are actually four bedrooms. There is a full bathroom upstairs and a powder room, or half bath on the bottom floor.

We might as well stay together.”

The two agreed saying their backpacks they carried all they owned here in Greece.

“Tonight we will eat out and return to the windmill with the red door. Then I'll see if I can make a call to Mrs. Castellanos.

Your Uncle Nick will be happy tonight.”